Orrin|| 22|| Male|| Tags: Grayson, Dylan, open
Orrin straightened, his bright hazel eyes glinting angrily," I'm not in a bad mood, Pretty boy! " He roared, looking ready to start throwing punches at Greyson. " If I
was in a bad mood, your smug little attitude wouldn't help improve it!" Orrin jutted his finger accusingly at Greyson's chest, continuing to shout at him," I don't give a rat's hindquarters about if you are a model or not and I'm sure no one else does either. So stop wavin' that magazine in everyone's face!" Orrin's angry speech would have seemed more intimidating if he hadn't jumped as another clap of thunder spooked him. The brawny young man slipped and tumbled right into Greyson, smacking the handsome young man in the face with his elbow.